On the night of Qixi Festival, the night moon rises, and Yu and a beautiful woman in a dream stand on a sheep intestine path. The sky is starry, and the beauties on the ground are Xu Xu, holding hands, laughing and mottled.

The reflection of the river is true, like a treasure plated glass, trapping people a little. It's a pity that this is my fantasy song, in my dream Qianniang lives in the distance, I have no love, and I go back.

- Note: Five years of searching, the end of the sight in a moment. This was five years ago

"What's the Thing" records the visit to the ancient town of Suzhou where my sister worked at that time, what monk crossing bridge, white causeway, what tea shop, imperial tablet pavilion, what costume photography, fluorescent boat charm all seem to be confused.

The stronger the love and the weaker the physique, how many years have passed, it is still too hard to change, and my old nature has penetrated into the bone marrow and become a habit.

Think about the cranky thinking when you used to sleep alone, especially when you went to the toilet in the middle of the night, because you were always afraid of other ghosts.

But now, many years have passed, and in the night of a person many years later, I want to have a ghost, a female ghost, just like in Liaozhai, a fox girl to repay her kindness or a female ghost to hook up.

Aha, the adult world is always complicated to say, why am I a little excited?

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